Behind With The Rent Songtext / Lyric

This didn? t used to be me, old boy

This isn? t what I? d want

Pullin' old night fighters

In a restaurant



There? s smoke and flames behind me

Where the self-respect all went

And I? m behind, behind with the rent



I? ve been stitched up like a kipper, old son

But I won? t be again

Hell hath no fury

Oh, I? m like a lot of men



Now I? m stalkin? this old Doris

With lascivious intent

And I? m behind, behind with the rent






Just a little duck and dive

And a bit of wheel and deal

She? ll remind me I? m alive

She? ll remind me I still feel



Just a little shellin? out

For a bit of you-know-what

I know this is all about

Somethin' that I never got, oh



Well, this crumpet? s past its sell-by-date

But they all would qualify

They? re gonna be lonely

And be happy to comply



She knows that I? m a chancer

Comin? on like a gent

But I? m behind, behind with the rent

Yes, I? m behind, behind with the rent